Chapter 410: Top God, Meme (Sixty-Two)

When Han Ziming saw this scene, the pupils of his eyes shrank.

He looked at Mi Youning, who was about to fall down the stairs.

At this moment, he couldn't care about anything.

I just want to hold the other party, or serve as a meat pad for her.

Han Ziming quickly stood up from the wheelchair.

He quickly ran towards Mi Youning.

Shi Lei, who was sitting on the sofa, watched this scene and couldn't help opening his mouth wide.

That expression was even more inconceivable, full of shock.

When Mi Youning was about to fall, she finally recovered.

Her hand was still on the armrest and was about to come off.

With a gleam in her eyes, she squinted her eyes.

The long leg stretched out, and with the strength of the armrest, the hand turned a somersault.

In a blink of an eye, I jumped to the safe ladder.

Seeing this, Han Ziming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only after all his strength relaxed, did he realize what he had discovered.

His vision now is different from usual.

Han Ziming couldn't help lowering his eyes, looking at his legs.

At this time he was standing.

At the same time, Mi Youning found a safe place to land, and the moment she looked up, she also saw Han Ziming standing there.

Han Ziming felt his legs and began to lose control.

He seemed to have no strength, and his body began to shake a few times.

Seeing this, Shi Lei rushed over immediately.

Mi Youning saw it, and ran over like flying.

Shi Lei caught Han Ziming's body that was about to lean.

Mi Youning rushed over and quickly grabbed his hand.

She looked at him in surprise, "Han Ziming, you can stand up."

This joyful voice made Han Ziming smile slightly.

"Yeah, I stood up, why don't you go downstairs properly, if you fall down, have you thought about the consequences?"

In the latter words, Han Ziming's tone was a little harsh.

The surprise smile on Mi Youning's face remained unchanged.

"Okay, I'll pay attention next time."

Then she lowered her head and looked at Han Ziming's legs.

"Can you go now?"

Han Ziming also looked down at his legs, and he didn't know how to answer this question.

He didn't know why he stood up suddenly.

Turning his head to look at the wheelchair in front of the sofa, Han Ziming looked at the distance that was not too long but not too short, feeling a little bit embarrassed.

At that time, seeing Mi Youning about to fall from the downstairs, he really couldn't care about anything.

Only thinking about the other party, will something happen.

Han Ziming withdrew his gaze, and put all his weight on Shi Lei.

But his other hand was still holding Mi Youning.

"Let me try--"

Afterwards, Han Ziming tried to raise his footsteps.

With this movement, he felt the pain in his knees.

But still gritted his teeth and persisted.

He raised his feet, slowly moved forward, and landed on the carpet under his feet.

Seeing this, Mi Youning showed a gratified smile on his face.

It seems that during this period of time, the soul power conveyed to the other party is still very powerful.

"Okay, okay, let's not go, take your time, okay?"

Seeing the sweat on the forehead of the man beside him, Mi Youning's heart ached.

She stopped her, and Han Ziming continued.

Han Ziming heard the worry in that tone, and smiled lightly, "Then I'll walk back from here."

He pointed to where the wheelchair was.

In fact, he really wanted to continue practicing more.

Want to get out of the wheelchair as soon as possible.

But he also knows that this is not done in a short while.

Mi Youning nodded, she and Shi Lei supported Han Ziming on the left and right.

When Han Ziming walked back to the wheelchair and sat down, sweat dripped down his face.

Mi Youning wiped the tissue beside him with his own hands.